The Coyote's Tale
Act One: The Tall One Who Talks to Trees My name, if humans had any right to name things that do not use names, would be something like Grayear, because my fur went gray around the edges sooner than most of my kind and because the winters I had survived had left their marks on me in the form of a notch in my left ear and a stiffness in my hind legs that I pretend not to notice. I am a coyote....
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